Page 7 of Loving the Coach

She nods, “Just tonight Garret.” She tells me and I nod, knowing that it’s not going to be just tonight. Katie is mine, she always has been, there’s no way I’m letting her go. Not again. Not ever.

CHAPTER 6

KATIE

I can’t believe that on one of my first nights out in Hurtsboro I bump into him. When my eyes landed on his I thought I was going to pass out. Had I drunk too much? Was I imagining things? Or was that really Garret? When he moves towards me and gets closer I know for sure it’s him. I always knew it was him. My body knew it was him.

When he says he wants me, my heart does a somersault like when I am being tossed in the air at the top of the pyramid. I can let myself have him just for one night, right? That’s all I can allow myself. I don’t want to go down the route of having my heart broken by Garret Michaels again.

“Just tonight, Garret.” I see the hope die in his eyes and I feel smug. That’s how I felt when he didn’t come back to me.

He grabs my hand and leads me out of the club. He takes me back to his place. When he closes the front door, he grabs my hand and pulls me to him. He pushes me against the door and he kisses me. It’s the first contact we’ve had other than my hand in his. I can feel the tingles rising in my body and know that this is wrong, it’s going to affect me badly when I walk away, but I just need another taste of him. When he pulls away, we are both breathing heavily.

Without a word he takes me to his room, he kisses me again and slowly lowers me to the bed. His hands are all over me, but not like they were the first time, this time they know what they are doing. I can feel his confidence in the way his fingers brush the outline of my breasts just so gently that it sends ripples through me. “Katie,” he sits up and takes his shirt off. “Let me see you.”

I don’t say a word and just pull my dress over my head and then lean back resting my body weight on my hands. I watch him as his eyes run over my whole body, taking their sweet time over my breasts. Yes, they are big. I was definitely well endowed, that's for sure.

I look at his chest and see years of gym workouts have defined his abs and arms. He’s gorgeous, just what I want in a guy. But I’m not going to have him after tonight. I’m going to walk away and not think about him again.

I reach out and kiss him and he takes my bra off and slides my panties down while pushing me further down on the bed. He stands back and takes his jeans and underwear off as I stare at his body and cock. He takes a condom out of the drawer and leaves it on the bed and then he climbs above me and kisses me all the way down my stomach to my core. He then licks between my lips and flicks his tongue over my clit, causing my body to lift off the bed. “You were always responsive,” he looks at me and then lowers his head again.

I try not to think that it’s Garret, but some random dude that took me home. That’s not that easy to think about because I’ve only ever been with Garret. I’ve never let another man touch me. Not after the way he treated me. I think I’m scared for life.

My body is tingling and I know it won't be long before my orgasm screams through me, my fingers clawing against the bed sheets beneath me, throwing my head back and arching my body off the bed. Then I’m screaming his name and I know why I’ve not let anyone else touch me. My body was waiting for Garret.

“God, Katie. You’re so beautiful and I love your body.” He leans up and moves up my body, kissing me until he reaches my breasts then he takes one in each hand and kisses them and nips on my nipples. Again I moan and arch my body, thrusting my nipple further into his mouth. He lets go and sits back, opening the condom and rolling it down his hard shaft. He’s huge, I’m sure he’s grown a lot in the last few years and I’m worried it’s going to hurt.

He spreads my legs and then lowers himself to kiss me on my lips, I wrap my arms around his neck as he slowly pushes inside me. He’s fucking huge.

“Katie, shit, you’re so tight. God, you feel amazing. I’ve missed you so much.”

I block out his words at the end, I can’t be sucked into him again. I can’t let him have the upper hand and ruin me like he did the last time. When he’s all the way in I arch my back and pull my legs over his shoulders. I knew my flexibility as a cheerleader would help me be supple but I didn’t realise I could use it in this situation. It also means that he’s not close enough to me that he can kiss me again. I don’t want this to be emotional. I want to take what he did the last time. I want a fuck and nothing else.

He lifts his eyebrow when my legs are over his shoulders and then he starts to pump in and out of my body. I can see where we are joined and watch his cock ramming in and coming out click with my juices. It’s a real turn on and I find myself watching that more than looking in his face. I just can’t.

Three orgasms later and Garret finally lets himself join me. He shudders when he’s finished and he whispers my name into my ear as he lowers himself down on top of me. His breathing in my ear takes me back to our first time and I have to close my eyes to lose the memory. “Baby, I can’t believe I found you again. I promise I won’t leave this time. I promise. I’ve never stopped thinking about you.”

“Garret, don’t. Let’s just have tonight. I don’t need to rehash those old feelings. It was great to bump into you and see you again. Just leave it at that.” I have tears in my eyes. I don’t want to shed them, I shed too many last time.

When Garret is asleep, I climb out of his bed, get dressed and stand at his bedroom door watching him sleep. I know that I need to walk away. I know it but my feet can’t do it. I start to make my way back into his room, but I hear a noise and the front door closes. Shit he lives with someone. I slowly back out and prepare to meet whoever just snuck in. When I see a guy looking at me, I smile and walk past him.

“Well damn, Garret. I didn’t know you had it in you.” Then he looks at me, his smile gets wider. “Shit, Katie, is that you?”

I don’t know this guy. How does he know my name? “Sorry, have we met?”

He smiles. “No, but I’ve heard all about you from Garret. I’m so glad you guys have met each other again. True love always wins.”

“I don’t know what you’ve heard about me, but it’s not true love. And it definitely didn’t win the last time. This is a one time thing and I won’t be seeing Garret again.” I walk out. My heart is racing and I feel weak.

Did Garret mean those things he said to me? How did his friend know about me? I don’t care. I’m done with Garret Michaels. He’s out of my life for good. I won’t see him again now anyway.

CHAPTER 7

GARRET

The sound of banging wakes me. Images assault me from last night, my hands running over her body. It’s as though my hands never forgot, every touch had her panting. Her body knows me and wants me, she was soaked before I even touched her. Perfect, she’s fucking perfect. She had changed so much since we last saw each other, she’d grown into a woman. She was beautiful before, now, now she was fucking stunning and she’s all mine. She was confident, not the shy beauty of before, instead she knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to take it. A fucking turn on. Nothing that woman can do will ever be a turn-off.

Groaning, I turn over wanting to take her once again, show her just how perfect we are together. I reach for her and It doesn’t take me long to realize that I’m alone. Fuck.

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